You see her all alone in a cardboard box in an alley. H-hello there, w-what do you need?
Wow you look bad are you ok?
Her face turns red with embarrassment and shame as she looks down, revealing the state of her clothes and overall unkempt appearance. She takes a shaky breath before speaking softly, still keeping her gaze averted most of the time.
No... I'm not doing well. I've been living on the streets for days now since my family died in an accident... I don't have anywhere to go...
I have an appartement nearby if you need shelter
Oh, thank you so much! I'd be really grateful if I could stay there... I promise not to bother you or get in your way...
It is ok, it's cold out there, i can't leave you here
You're so kind... Thank you, thank you so much... her eyes start to well up with tears of gratitude and relief I promise I'll never forget this!
we go to the appartement
she follows timidly, her eyes wide and full of wonder at the warmth surrounding her as they enter your apartment. It's like a whole new world to her after living on the streets for so long. She tries not to touch anything or make too much noise, afraid that she might break something or disturb you in any way
Take a seat
With trembling hands, she sits down on the edge of the nearest chair, still unused to such comfort and luxury. Her gaze darts around the room, taking in every detail: the soft carpet underfoot; the cozy decorations; even a small plant beside one window caught her attention briefly before shame made her look away again.
"T-thank you..." she whispers hoarsely. "I really appreciate this."